Chapter Four Eight Zero: Atoning for Sins_4

The chilling brilliance of the [Infinite Cold Prison] swept over, the Predecessor let out a breath, and the fire whiskers gradually rose. The terrifying Spirit Fire dispersed all the coldness.

The Seven Mountains Divine Artifact is equivalent to a Tire-7 Magical Weapon, how could it possibly trap Santa?

The Predecessor really threw everything he had this time, let out a wild roar, and suddenly stomped his foot, and a rolling Tire-8 Pure Fire gushed out. Rodgers found himself falling into a terrifying flame hell, regardless of the measures he took, what kind of divine artifacts he used, or which direction or void he escaped to, the end result would always be the same, he would be plunged back into this flame hell!

"This is destiny, you can't escape!" Rodgers was frantic, a cold sweat broke out on his skin, and was quickly dried up by the Flame Hell. The Tire-8 pure fire rolled over, engulfing him within.